The Motorbike Diaries

Motorbikes represent modern Vietnamese culture. They represent freedom; freedom to move about. They represent everything that is right, and everything that is wrong with this country in some weird way.  Increasing wealth, family, pollution, chaos, and immense patience.

“There is a motorbike in my living room. Don’t worry, I put it there on purpose, I didn’t drive through a wall or anything. It’s just sitting there, paid for, looking at me as if it were a piece of furniture. It’s kind of like the baby that was raised by the pack of wild dogs and then starts taking on traits of the wild dogs. Maybe if I keep the motorbike sitting there long enough it will start to think it’s a coffee table or a couch.  I have completed step one – I now have rented a motorbike.”

The Motorbike Diaries chronicle my epic journey to becoming a part of Vietnamese culture and driving among them….the locals that is.

Posts In This Series:

The Motorbike Diaries – Vol. 12

Posted by on June 11, 2009

Start from the Beginning – Motorbike Diaries Vol. 1 Mirror Mirror on the motorbike, what is your purpose; are you just there for decoration? Unfortunately after driving a motorbike in HCMC for the last 3 months, I feel as if I’m the only person here who uses my motorbike mirrors for their intended purpose; to see […]

Motorbike Diaries – Vol. 16

Posted by on October 4, 2009

Start from the Beginning – Motorbike Diaries Vol. 1 You won’t believe your eyes this week!  I’ve collected some of my recent motorbike photography that will amaze and baffle you.  After living here for a year, I’m still absolutely dumbfounded and tickled by what I see the Vietnamese strap to their motorbikes.  The motorbike culture here […]

Motorbike Diaries – Vol. 17

Posted by on October 10, 2009

Rush Hour Start from the Beginning – Motorbike Diaries Vol. 1 Resistance is Futile – Assimilation I’m not sure how it happened, but I’ve become one of them. I wear a jacket (which I’m boiling in), a mask, a poncho, ….I’m a Vietnamese motorbike driver. I’ve become used to being squeezed into small places and driving […]